hey, what are you doing?
(studiously ignores question)
what’s in the microwave??
Zombie brains.
what?!? it is not! it’s popcorn.
Nooo, it’s zombie brains.
it is NOT zombie brains; it’s popcorn!
Sorry, but it’s zombie brains.
geez, mom. how could you lie to your own son like that??
— maniacal laughter —
you should be ashamed!
I know, and I would be if I could stop laughing.
Dyskinesia: (n.) difficulty with voluntary movement. 
Clearly all those years of living with me are starting to sink in.
On him or me? 🙂
Dys beat me to that question! 😉
He said it was me – because he tortures the kid nonstop. But no, I just do stuff that is silly and obvious. 😉 We had to build a sense of humor in our very literal kid, so it’s fun to be able to play to it now. 😀
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Brraaains!
That made my day.
Oh my gawd that’s brilliant! And I hope you learned your lesson!
Zombie brains go in the deep fryer!